I suppose we all needed a laugh today, seeing that tomorrow sort of reminds me of the scene at the end of “Revenge of the Sith” when Darth Vader puts on his black helmet and assumes total control of the Empire. (Not to mention that theme music) Well, there is a little mirth out there at least for now and it came from of all places, Oprah’s show. (Hat Tip: Michelle Malkin) Who knew?

Appearing on Oprah were Mrs. Biden and her Romulan husband. While they are not related by blood, it would seem that there is a recessive airborne gene/virus in anyone who hangs Biden too long, since it appears that Mrs. Biden is not immune from her husband’s legendary Foot-in-Mouth Disease.

When asked about how the decision process for Vice-President went, Mrs. Romulan had this slip of tongue:

During the taping of the Oprah Winfrey show today, Dr. Jill Biden said that her husband, the vice president-elect, was given a choice of being either vice president or secretary of State.

This revelation came after Vice President-elect Joe Biden told Oprah that after then-Sen. Obama offered the job of VP he asked for some time to think about it and talk it over with his family.

Mrs. Biden interjected: “Joe had the choice of being secretary of State or vice president.” She then seemed to realize she’d said something she wasn’t supposed to have said.

Her husband laughed.

Said Oprah, trying to continue the conversation, “You said, ‘Joe…?’”

“I said, ‘Joe if you are secretary of State you will be away, I’ll never see you,’” Mrs. Biden said. “We will see you at a state dinner once in a while. But I said if you are vice president, the entire family, because they worked so hard for the election, they can be involved … They can come to our home, they can go to events, they can be with us and that is what is important to us.”

Oprah turned to the VP-elect, asking “Were you worried about being number 2 because you wanted to be number one?”

Well, all I know is that if I were Biden I would want my SS detail quadrupled. I think that sound I just heard was a Tiffany lamp going THUD against the wall and the sound of a large pair of shears being sharpened.

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